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Why couldn’t I be the child my parents wanted? Did God really want me to get picked on, The **** beat out of me By random people ****** Gay **** Even if I haven’t consented Dark alley ways Salty tears Life never seems to change Why me? The only question that haunts my mind Pain surges again and again What have I ever done to deserve this God I pray yet nothing good has come Barely able to walk, slipping into the house I refuse to call it home Blood pours as a knife clatters to the floor The distance starts to fade It goes black Now I’m staring at the same thing Four white walls Clean white sheets I’m waiting for the pain to just start again However the question lingers Why me? Why is it me?
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Apr 26, 2018
Apr 26, 2018 at 1:34 PM UTC
Why?
Why couldn’t I be the child my parents wanted? Did God really want me to get picked on, The **** beat out of me By random people ****** Gay **** Even if I haven’t consented Dark alley ways Salty tears Life never seems to change Why me? The only question that haunts my mind Pain surges again and again What have I ever done to deserve this God I pray yet nothing good has come Barely able to walk, slipping into the house I refuse to call it home Blood pours as a knife clatters to the floor The distance starts to fade It goes black Now I’m staring at the same thing Four white walls Clean white sheets I’m waiting for the pain to just start again However the question lingers Why me? Why is it me?
I find it easier to talk about myself when it is written in poetry.
#sad#help#depresson#alone#beating#school#pain
kaifurey
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kaifurey
18/F/United States
Apr 26, 2018
Apr 26, 2018 at 1:34 PM UTC
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